Listen to me, You dukes and barons. You kings of barren love. I am not your toy, your playing, Your little virgin dove.
I am not some rose to plucked, I am the thorn that lies beneath. I have no fear of drawing blood, With my sword without a sheath.
I am Hera, the titan's daughter, A Fury, not your pet. To be stroked and left forgotten. No, I am a queen of endless threat.
I am a vampire, not a bride, Not Nosferatu's whore. And mine's a threshold you will not cross, No matter how you beat my door.
So hear me now, And hear me well, You men, you little boys, If you want to play with pretty dolls, I suggest you find new toys.